He would sit night after night wondering what to do, how could he bring her to hear what he has been trying to say
As he looked across the night he pictured her face and wished to draw her nigh
Time was the one thing he did not have for if it was he would surely alter the past
But then he thinks if it was not in the past, he would have never seen her that day
So night after night he fights with the demons that keep her away so many he could not name
Was the ex and all of her lies, was it just because it was cold outside
Was the time, or the place, was the pressure he pushed in her face, or was it just fate for another lonely man
Whatever it was whatever he did all he was asking for was the answer so he could fix the mess
Now time has gone by so fast it seems but she is the one dream that pushes him onward
He has come to realize that he may never be able to take her in his arms, but she is the one thing that has gotten him this far
He still awaits for the day that he may find her there, but until then he will continue to pray and perhaps God will show favor on the station
Dreams no matter what they may be, don't give up even when you see no path because when you do, you will never past the test
Then dream of her and pray for her and never give up hope, because if you can't be strong when's she not there, how can you be strong when she is
